A Professional Con Artist

According to Li Xiusheng's phone's GPS, Zhao Yu caught up to him quickly. Although Mr. Li was filthy rich, he kept a low profile and only came to the police station on an electronic tricycle. Zhao Yu trailed behind him and found that he stayed back for very long at a small store near Flower Market Street. And, when he left the small store, he was carrying a box in his hands. He put the box on the tricycle and looked around cautiously. Then, he got onto his tricycle and rode toward a housing area behind Flower Market Street. That row of housing was the earliest batch of bungalows in Qinshan. As it was near to the city center, the price had become sky high.

Zhao Yu followed Li Xiusheng, and very quickly he saw him drive into of one of the bungalow's yard. The bungalow's gate was really top-notch. After Li Xiusheng went in, the gate closed tightly automatically, and it was like a window curtain that does with no gap. So, Zhao Yu couldn't see anything from the outside.